Perfect Imperfections

I am a flower with missing petals, my stem bent and leaves a color of grace and delight. I am beauitful, yet ugly as my flaws seek a beauty they don't have. Failing to reach the perfection I have within. My stem is bent but I stand talk. Not all my petals are in place, yet I cry out with a joy that only the sky above can portray. I wave and shimmer with perfect imperfections. I am a flower with missing petals.

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